Now new questions. Let´s suppose that human beings are still interesting, somehow not too much but still interesting. Let´s suppose that we still love it, in the same way as we suffer and involve ourselves. Let´s suppose that the utopia has not finished. The ones who say that it has finished despoil it as if hearts were of stone. Let´s say, for example, that all the girls do not have to be like Sza Sza Gabor. Comfort does not exist in all the houses, there are bars in the windows of some lounges. In this work, which is Lander Garro´s first one, he shows that loneliness is similar to the children period blackboards: the chalk in their hands, what each one knows or does not know will remain before their eyes.
